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1976.

New Orleans has just experienced a heavy rain.

Pedestrians walking in a hurry were walking on the shiny streets. Puddles of rainwater could be seen everywhere on the bumpy ground. The air was filled with the unique moistness and freshness after the rain.

A man wearing a black high-collared suit walked expressionlessly, closely following a man in front of him who was wearing a black formal suit and looked very young from the back.

At a corner of the street, the young-looking figure in front suddenly turned around and turned into a narrow alley. The man following behind narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene, and quickly

Followed step by step.

As soon as the man stepped into the alley, he saw the target he was following leaning on the wall of the alley not far away, frowning and waving to him. The man was stunned by the other person's actions and scanned his eyes warily.

After taking a look at the quiet surroundings, he secretly laughed at his own reaction of losing his place.

The other party is just a human being.

What kind of harm and threats can an unarmed human being cause to himself in such a small environment?

Although this alley is not deserted, even the main street outside is now very deserted due to the weather. Is there anyone here?

"Hey, buddy, you've been following me for a long time, don't you want to tell me why?" Ferdy looked at the man who followed him with a somewhat unkind expression, and asked rudely.

"There is something I want to ask you." A very charming smile appeared on the corner of the man's lips, and his eyes were casual but hidden with a sharp look at Ferdy. He said as he walked in the direction where he was.

"Damn it! Do you mean that if you want to ask me, I have to say it? Besides, following me just to ask a question can only make me think that you have bad intentions. Believe me, in this world, provoking me is the most dangerous thing in the world.

It's very troublesome." Ferdy noticed something was wrong and muttered, spreading his hands and walking backwards.

"This issue is very important." The man's tone of voice was still unhurried. But Ferdy could hear some deep urgency and desire hidden in this unhurried tone.

"My consulting fee is very expensive." After realizing that something was wrong, Ferdy did not have any thoughts of panic. As he said, in this city, he could not afford to offend anyone, or dare to hurt him.

, really not much.

Because he knows very well how huge and terrifying the force behind him is! That is just the tip of the iceberg that he has seen! Of course, he is only at the bottom of this force, but the position of this bottom

, but it is quite important at certain times. It is also a very effective talisman.

"No. You don't need that. I will let you tell me obediently." The man's figure suddenly accelerated. A series of flickering phantoms blurred in the air. When it stabilized again, he had arrived at Ferdy's side.

In front of him, a hand clamped on Ferdy's fragile neck like an iron pliers, lifting him up and pressing him against the wall next to him.

"Now, let's have a frank communication. Tell me everything you know about the organization you are in and the people in it." The man raised his head slightly, with a pair of calm eyes.

At this moment, there was a strange light, and the tone became short and urgent.

"Ahem! What I hate most are foreign vampires like you! Could it be said that you didn't ask about the rules here at all before entering this city? Damn it!" Ferdy struggled hard with both arms.

He firmly grabbed the man's arm that was holding his neck, and spoke with difficulty and slurred words.

"Can you still speak? Your physical fitness really surprises me? Is this also given by the organization behind you?" The man clamped Ferdy's palm and applied more force again. He tilted his head slightly, raised his brows, and spoke in a tone of voice.

With slight surprise.

"Look into my eyes!" The man's free hand suddenly reached out, grabbing the black hair that was surging like a black tide as Ferdy's head shook and struggled, and forcibly fixed his shaking head.

Come down, the order came.

Ferdy's right hand, which was wearing an inconspicuous black ring, suddenly thrust the ring's ring body towards the man's arm that was holding him.

Like a red soldering iron being licked by a campfire, the man with the ring pressed against the skin of his palm suddenly retracted his right arm that was stuck on Ferdy's neck. The other hand also subconsciously retracted and covered it.

The burning pain in my right arm is unbearable.

Ferdy, who fell to the ground, didn't care about anything else. He crawled forward on his hands and knees and fled a few steps. Then, just when the man wanted to catch up, Ferdy suddenly disappeared from his eyes, leaving only

There was an inaudible crackle in the air.

Damn it!

The unprepared man hit the wall next to him with his injured arm. The wall hit by his fist felt like it was hit by a strong man carrying a heavy hammer. There was a deep depression in the wall.

Some cracks spread out like spider webs on the surrounding walls.

"Disappointed?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind the man. The man was suddenly startled and turned around suddenly. He saw a man who was a little short, thin, with an ordinary face, but his eyes were clear and strange, and there was another man.

A tall woman with curly hair slightly tinged with burgundy color and a gorgeous and charming face was blocking the alleyway and looking at him.

"Who are you?" the man in a bad mood replied coldly. The escape of the prey just now made him, who was already ill-tempered, severely suppress his anger.

"We are travelers." This time it was the charming woman among the two who spoke.

"Traveller?" The man sneered: "I've never heard of it."

"We know you, Damon Salvatore!" It was still the woman who spoke, and she revealed the man's identity directly.

"Do I have such a high profile? Well, it looks like this is not a chance encounter. No matter why you are looking for me, I am not in the mood to have any communication with you right now. I am very annoyed now, I think I need to go

Find someone to drink blood from, and then relax with alcohol."

"This is against the rules here." The man next to the woman said the first thing, which alarmed Damon. He put his hand in his trouser pocket, raised his other hand, and pressed it against the wall next to him. He slightly bent his body towards the wall and shook his head at Damon.

reminded.

"Who cares about those rules?" Damon Salvatore glared at the two of them coldly, and curved his lips into a weird, slightly evil smile, "Perhaps you are willing to offer something and let me taste it.

Your blood?”

"Malley, we have to take him out of here. Since the guide named Ferdy has escaped, someone will come here to visit soon." The woman turned to her companions and said something.

.

"Okay. If you want to know something, it's best to come with us. There is about that organization and some information you are eager to know. Compared to you who have no clue, what we want to know about that organization

More." The man known as Malai stood up straight, said a word to Damon, and then walked out of the alley with the woman.

After Damon's face was uncertain for a while, he seemed to have decided something and followed quickly.

After the three of them left the alley for a moment, there were several faint crackling sounds in the air. A strong wizard and a thin witch appeared in the alley holding a wand in their hands.

"Hmm, didn't leave any breath?"

"No, it was affected by magic. Someone cast magic here to help eliminate the vampire's breath."

"Except for us, no wizard dares to use magic without permission at this critical moment. This city is now in a period of ban on magic. Unless he voluntarily gives up his qualifications this time."

"Maybe those damn rebels and troublemakers?"

"Stop thinking..."

…

Sporadic hurried sounds leaked from the mouths of the two sudden visitors, and then disappeared together with their figures with two faint crackling sounds.

Damon walked into a slightly deserted tavern with the man called Marais and his partner.

"Do you have the information I want?" Entering a messy house upstairs, Damon looked at Malay and said. His hearing told him that there was no one else here. It's just that this house seemed a little weird.

.

"If you are talking about the intelligence of that organization, I think you are right." After entering the room, Malai's expression and tone became obviously much more relaxed. He opened the wine cabinet and took out a bottle with one hand.

, the other hand held it between his fingers and brought out three large tumblers.

"Witch?" Damon reached out to take the wine glass handed over by the man, and lightly dipped his fingers into the wine. After discovering that it contained no substances such as verbena, he drank it with confidence.

.After suffering a few losses, you will always remain vigilant when facing strangers.

"We don't usually call him that, and I also recommend that you don't say this name casually in this city." Marais took a sip of wine and gestured to Damon with the wine glass.

"Why?" Damon took out a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, walked back to his seat, poured himself a drink, and glanced at Marais.

"Because some kind of magic has been cast on it. It can tell whether the person who said this word has good intentions or hostility. What's more troublesome is that they can lock on to you very quickly, so fast that you don't even have time to leave here." The woman.

replied.

"But I said it." Damon pursed his lips and tasted the wine in his glass.

"That's because we cast a shielding spell on this place a long time ago. Except for the people in this house, no one knows what we said here." (To be continued...)